Quotes by : Shannon Celebi

If she could hate this much she sure as hell had loved.

I am forever an advocate of books, both the reading of them and the writing. There is something sacred....

Wine and a straitjacket. That pretty much sums it up.

She fantasized sometimes too about killing him a little: a little poison in his pudding, a little flick-flick-flick....

She didn't tell him white folks couldn't love the same as coloreds. She couldn't love the same neither....

Her mother always told her, “If he hits you, then you leave,” but Jack had never hit her, not with....

Water. Like a blanket. Dark. Intoxicating. Cold.

I think first of the children. What the hell am I supposed to tell them? Then I think about money, the....

Just five minutes, God, I chant like some hostage negotiator on the brink of a resolution. Five minutes....

When I was twenty-something, I asked my father, “When did you start feeling like a grownup?” His....